Mo Chen opened the Heavenly Eye Technique and took a look

Name: Kenichi

Gender: Male

Age: 29 years old

Physical talent: Sword Saint bloodline, sixth-level upper

Perception Talent: Level 5 inferior

Special Talents: None

Exercises: Out of the Dust Heart Method

Martial arts: Flower Sword, Willow Sword, Wuji Sword

Body: Snow Walking

Cultivation: The desolate spirit is complete

Grass grows in the nest, baby, the 29-year-old desolate spirit is complete, it must come from a big family, I don't know how it ended up here.

After a few minutes, there was still no one to bid, probably because he was really disgusted that he was too ugly, not only disfigured, but to be honest, it looked like the monkeys were better looking than him.

The voices of contempt, laughter, and discussion buzzed incessantly, but no one bid, and the auction lasted for a few hours, and for the first time, there was a cold scene.

"If someone doesn't bid, if no one bids, it's going to be a genre again, don't miss the last chance............" The slave owner asked over and over again, but no one cared.

"The next one, this one has been auctioned for a month, and no one wants it, so let's replace it with another one......"

"That's it, it's ......"

"Don't waste everyone's time......"

............

Mo Chen felt that it was almost there: "105 high-grade spirit stones!"

"Ah, it's this wine and meat monk again!"

"He's sick, buy slaves and set them free!"

"yes, I've bought millions of slaves!"

"People are great good people, don't you look at this slave who no one wants, and he also gives out 105 high-grade spirit stones?"

"Hahaha, didn't people say it? Do a good deed every day!"

............

Mo Chen didn't care what others said about him.

"Okay, since no one has raised the price, then announce that this master will auction another slave, and ask the master to come to the side to trade!" The slave owner excitedly announced, and after several failed auctions, he finally made a move.

All kinds of laughter and ridicule have reached his ears again, he doesn't look around, anyway, he picked up the baby, and he made a fortune in a muffled voice, just know it!

After handing over the spirit stone and collecting a trace of soul, the thin and ugly slave was about to salute, but saw Mo Chen pick up the key, squatted down directly and opened the iron shackles for him, no matter how dirty and embarrassing he was, his seemingly numb eyes moved slightly, as if he didn't understand Mo Chen's actions.

For slaves like him, they cannot be shackled without approval, in order to prevent them from escaping, or going on a rampage to hurt others.

Mo Chen said lightly: "I buy you, I will give you the opportunity to be free, you can go to the woods in Xicheng and wait now, or you can leave!" After speaking, he left.

The other slaves, after he opened the iron shackles, ordered them to go to Xicheng to wait for him, this slave is different from the others, so he said a few more words, he knows how to grasp a person's heart.

The slave did not go to the West City, but followed his pace, and he did not say anything until he returned to the inn and followed him to the door of the inn room!

Mo Chen turned his head: "Your purpose!"

I saw the slave kneeling on the ground and prostrating: "Please master, save my remaining eight brothers, we are willing to follow to the death!"

"Get up, come in, and close the door!"

The slave respectfully knelt in front of Mo Chen again, bowing his head.

"Give the poor monks a reason to save them!"

I saw that the slave suddenly stood up, his straight body was not at all in line with just now, but he still bowed his head slightly.

"Master, my name is Jian Yi, a disciple of the Sword Sect, the Sword Sect was destroyed, only our nine brothers escaped, were seriously injured and captured, and there are eight brothers in the slave market. ”

"I have endured humiliation for three years now, and no one wants to take pictures of any of us, except for you! The other eight brothers, in the black market of the slave market, the slaves of the Desolate Spirit Realm are all in the black market trading place, and the slaves on the surface are generally just desolate, and the Desolate Master Realm! Usually they will be sent to the gladiatorial arena for duels, and they will still be sent back to the black market after the gladiatorial fight. ”

"In the black market, there are not only those in the Desolate Spirit Realm, but also the Desolate Sect and the Desolate King, as long as you have spirit stones, you can buy them!"

"If the master is unwilling, then please kill me now!"

There is grass growing in the nest, and the feelings he buys are all low-grade goods!

Mo Chen's eyes narrowed slightly: "You want revenge?"

"Think"

"Why do you think the poor monk will help you?"

Jian paused: "Our nine brothers join forces with the sword formation to kill the Desolate King!"

Mo Chen couldn't help but be secretly shocked in his heart: "There is grass growing in the nest, the more two great realms are crossed?"

On the surface, he pointed at Ao Yuan with an expressionless face: "He is the Emperor of the Wasteland!"

The sword's pupils shrank, and the pride just now disappeared.

Mo Chen knew that he was a hard bone, he could endure humiliation and bear the burden for so long, he was definitely not an ordinary person, to subdue him, a simple trace of soul was not so effective, this kind of person, who would rather die, would not be used by him!

"As long as you rescue them, you will never betray them!"

"This is not a reason, after thinking clearly, let's talk about it, tomorrow the poor monk will stay for the last day, you can go!"

Ao Yuan shook his hand and threw him out of the door.

"Xiao Yuanyuan, you can start lightly, that's what my brother paid for. ”

Ao Yuan grabbed him and appeared above the woods in Xicheng, and he immediately took all the slaves into the Dragon God Realm and let them rectify with the slaves of the previous days!

At a glance: "Grass grows in the nest, brother's army of millions!"

"Let them adapt to the environment and fend for themselves for a few days! Tomorrow we have to go and scavenge for materials, these days have been on buying slaves, and I have to prepare some four-grade things for a few little guys to defend themselves." ”

He knew the danger of the Great Forest, and his life was almost confessed there.

............

Early the next morning

As soon as I opened the door, I saw Jian Yi staying at the door, straight and straight, just like a guard, but his body had already changed into tattered clothes, and it was very neat!

"Meet the master!"

In addition to the slave marks on his face, there are several scars, if these are removed, he can be regarded as a handsome young man, Mo Chen did not pay attention to him, but walked straight forward, Jian Yi followed silently behind!

Mo Chen quickly chose a fifth-level chamber of commerce, his goal was very clear, he wanted to buy fourth-level materials on a large scale, he didn't want to waste too many precious materials to synthesize, he must be how to save money, as long as he was promoted to level five, he would be 100% synthetic!

A delicate shopping guide saw two monks come in: "Two masters, do you need anything?"

"Well, the poor monk's sect needs to buy a large number of fourth-level materials, the cheaper the better, I don't know how many you have in the Chamber of Commerce?"

As soon as she heard that she was going to buy a large number of people, the shopping guide's eyes lit up, although it was only a fourth-level material, but it was better than the quantity, and her performance would definitely rise a lot.

"Two masters, you can't be the master of buying a large number of little women, you need to go through the steward, you later, rest here for a while, and the little woman will go to the steward immediately. ”

With that, he led the three of them to the living room.

"Ah Xia, Shangling Tea!"

Kenichi didn't sit because he was just a slave, and slaves had no status here, and they couldn't even lift their heads.

Mo Chen looked at Jian Yi and said, "Sit." ”

He didn't sit down immediately, a few years of slave life could not be changed overnight, although he used to be a disciple of a big sect, but the cruelty of the slave market was really inhuman torture.

All the slave owners only had to make the most of them, and would not give them any dignity!

"The poor monk doesn't need a slave who can only nod his head, if he wants to follow, take out your value, my people, I can only hold my head high, there is no inferiority in me!"

Mo Chen took out a trace of Jian Yi's soul.

"This one is back to you, you're free!"

"Poor monks need people, not slaves!"

Jian Yi looked at his soul excitedly, he wanted to take it back immediately, and then go and rescue the rest of the brothers himself, but he was alone, how to save it, there were slave marks on his face, I was afraid that he would be re-arrested as soon as he came out of this chamber of commerce.

Because no slave can go out on his own, he can only follow behind his master, if he goes out alone, he will definitely be arrested, even if he is free, he has nowhere to go, and it is even more difficult to move an inch in the heyday city!

At first, he only thought about using Mo Chen to rescue his brothers, take them out of the heyday city, and then find an opportunity to turn against the water, but now he didn't dare, he found that Mo Chen was not the kind of person who enslaved slaves from above.

The sentence "need people, don't need slaves" deeply pierced his heart, who wants to be a slave, there is no shortage of slaves who live a happy life after being bought, but they are always just slaves, but Mo Chen makes them people.

After pondering for a while, Jian Yi gritted his teeth, did not take a trace of his soul, but raised his head, sat beside Mo Chen, his temperament suddenly changed, although his face was hideous, he no longer had the inferiority complex and numbness that he had for a long time.

The steward of the Chamber of Commerce came over after a while, directly ignoring Mo Chen and the others, and when he saw a slave sitting on the table, he immediately scolded angrily.

"What is your identity, you dare to sit on the table and chair of our Chamber of Commerce, it seems that your master can't control you, so let this steward teach you how to be a slave for your master. ”

Saying that he was about to do it, the sword was not afraid, and after a while, he made dozens of moves, worthy of coming out in the gladiatorial arena, a move was a fatal blow, fighting for his life, although the steward was in the early stage of the desolate sect, but he was tied and very passive.

Mo Chen gave Ao Yuan a look, and as soon as Ao Yuan stretched out his hand, he threw the steward to the ground, unable to get up, Jian Yi quickly packed himself up, regardless of his injuries, and retreated behind him.

"What the poor monk needs is not a fierce and aggressive demon beast. Mo Chen threw him an elixir and told him to recover.

"What's going on?" a roar came from outside the living room, and an old man rushed in with a group of guards!

The steward was pressed to the ground and couldn't move, and glared at Jian Yi fiercely with his eyes: "Elder Bu, this slave actually dares to sit on the table and chair of our Chamber of Commerce and dirty our place, the villain wants to teach a lesson, I can't think of it......"

"Elder, you have to be the master for me, our fifth-level Chamber of Commerce is going to be insulted by this one slave!"

Elder Bu's gaze shifted to Mo Chen, indicating that he wanted an explanation.